I'd rather do something I liked to do. Something I wasn't doing just to gain appreciation. Gah, that isn't a goal worth pursuing, wonder wonder.
But here I am throwing my thoughts up on the wall expecting to have some wonderful 8nirvana8 moment all of the sudden.
Ain't going to happen, it just isn't.

Thought for the day, Paul Harvey's 'Rest of the Story' about a horse that started racing at 5 yrs old, about my age, except for horse years. And went on to win , and was never beaten.

Scientists spent volumes of time trying to find the horses' secrets after it's career and after it died. Turns out it was about the most ordinary of horses. Superbly balanced to be a horse, not anything else.